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It’s frustrating

Being caught up

Heart, we are doing fine without any of that stuff

If we manage to bloom

Well I’m full of shame for it

Hermes is having a party

And there you are

Pointless nothing words

But they become messages from the outside

To do something

To keep going

The Cosmic DJ

Surely I thought of you and then you appeared

In the same way

Voiceless

Well the music is brilliant and filled with little things to discover

Another busy night of dreams

And going to space

What dream me does

I mean they have experience now I guess

Both the old man and woman died this time

I have to figure out what the difference is

Why him? Why her? Why both?

I could just pick up and go to Japan

But there’s living to consider

Yes, living

何と無く

And continuing ever forth

Days are far less terrifying when I know I’ll be okay

What a concept

I’ve bought myself some time

A thousand monkeys couldn’t write this

Only chaos embodied

Cheers to the Moon for that word when my brain failed me

There she is watching me

Watching over me.

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  1. Pytho Black Avatar

    Yeah. But I love love love drawing them. I hate hate hate forgetting them.

    I wonder, is there something wrong with my brain? I also spent a year learning Hindi and Sanskrit, but forgot it all immediately. Like Russian, and French…..it just didn’t stick.

    I like to think that 1.) I am after all 70, and probably going senile.

    2.) extreme alcohol and drug abuse during my teens and 20s must have had some effect.

    3.) and what about all those head injuries?

    When I was a student in Heidelberg, back in 1979, I was already concerned about my bad memory. Health care was free, I went to a psychologist. She laughed, and told me to come back when I quit abusing substances. Which I did, in 1982. I figure my memory issues are a kind of blessing. Like in Gene Wolf’s “Soldier in the Mist” about the soldier in Ancient Greece who suffers a head injury, but the gods bestow gifts upon him, I guess because he forgets almost everything every morning, so is devoid of normal human self-interest.

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  2. Pytho Black Avatar

    Two years ago, I got bored and asked myself “what shall I do?”
    I was scribbling on a piece of paper, and drawing beautiful little shapes like Chinese characters, and thought “I know, I’ll learn Japanese!”
    I love drawing those shapes. I learned katakana and hiragana easily. The kanji, not so much. I used DeepL to translate the Magic Modernization Project books into Japanese.
    I and my son number 3 had so much fun when we went there some years ago.
    For two years, I worked through Japanese from Zero. In the middle of Book 5 I quit. I had thought I learned so much, but I still couldn’t understand conversations, or what was said in Animes. I still couldn’t read, because of the fucking Kanji. I would learn words and kanji, and promptly forget it all. I feel like, I could live there, and make myself understood, and do normal simple things, like a child.

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    1. Magic Mage Avatar

      Kanji is my down fall. I can speak Japanese fluently but kanji still evades me. It takes so much effort to learn them. I use kanji when I’m writing not because I can read them, but because I want to at least give people the possibility of translating them and homophones and what not are very confusing.

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